Chapter 6 The Washerman Wandering in the Morgue

"I want to go to Xie Xiaorui to have a look. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Chen Mo said suddenly.

Song Yunzhe glanced at Chen Mo as expected, in fact, this was one of the reasons why he came to Chen Mo, one wanted to know more information about monsters, and secondly, he used Chen Mo's eyes to help see some things that other people couldn't see, I have to say that this is the one who believes in Chen Mo the most so far.

It didn't take much trouble, and it was urgent to solve the case, and Song Yunzhe's application was quickly approved by the bureau.

The forensic department is located in the cooperative hospital, not far from the police station, only five minutes by car.

The director of the forensic department, surnamed Cai, was an uncle with a big face, and showed him the instructions from the police station, he just glanced at Chen Mo very cautiously, and after confirming that the instructions were correct, he took the two of them in.

The forensic department has a separate floor in the hospital as a storage place for corpses and other evidence, I don't know if there are not many people who usually come, it is already freezing outside, but walking in the corridor and aisle on this floor feels that the temperature is several floors lower than the outside, as if the air conditioning is turned on.

But I don't know what kind of mental pain Officer Xie experienced in this corridor yesterday.

After not taking a few steps, Chen Mo's face suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Chen Mo's face suddenly became strange, Song Yunzhe couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly asked in a low voice.

"Have you ever heard of a Western ghost called a 'washerman'?" Chen Mo said with a strange expression.

"What the hell?" Song Yunzhe was stunned.

"Ahem, Officer Song, this is a place to park the deceased, please maintain due respect for the deceased." The two of them didn't make loud voices, but Director Cai's ears were sharper, and he coughed dryly twice.

Song Yunzhe hurriedly apologized, don't look at it as a public official who deals with dead people every day, but some of them are more superstitious than ordinary people.

Hurriedly dispelling the strange thoughts in his head, Song Yunzhe took half a step back and got closer to Chen Mo.

"Is it dangerous?" Song Yunzhe asked in a low voice.

Chen Mo glanced at Song Yunzhe silently, and then shook his head, after all, it is not an auspicious thing in legends, not to mention, how can this world ever be safe.

Separated by two worlds, there is no other sense of oppression except for visual impact.

Therefore, Chen Mo only looked weird, and he would not stay longer because of this.

The door of the morgue was in the innermost part of the corridor, and when I entered the door, I passed a small empty room, faced by a cold iron door and a small door covered by a thick white curtain.

"Go this way." Pointing to the door with a thick curtain, and pausing deliberately, Director Cai seemed to be planning to see some other expressions on the faces of the two young people, but unfortunately, he only saw two cold and unchanged faces.

Shaking his head boringly, Director Cai pushed open the curtain first and walked in.

Two rows of eight iron-framed beds were coldly arranged in the room, revealing a pair of bare feet from under the white shroud, and the nameplates hanging from the feet indicated the identity of the owner.

"That's it." This time I didn't go deeper, and as soon as I entered the door, I was the first shroud on the right hand side of the door.

Bowing slightly to the body, Director Cai reached out to remove the shroud.

As soon as Chen Mo entered the door and looked around, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, only to see that wherever there were corpses placed at the head of the iron-framed bed, there was a washerman standing silently, with his head bowed as if whispering to the deceased. Only Xie Xiaorui's bedside was empty, and there was nothing.

forced to look away from Xie Xiaorui lying on the iron frame bed.

Because it may still be necessary to perform a fracture examination later, the severed head is only placed in a small cabinet next to the iron bed.

The girl who was originally quite good-looking was lying there without a wisp at the moment, but it only brought people a burst of horror.